Saturday, October 15, 2016

Every night, or every morning depending on what you call 12:15 AM, I have happily found the way to get up and take her to her job and still show up for mine with bells on my toes. The saying, "Be careful what you wish for..." rolls around in the back of my mind as I open the garage door and back out into the dark of night. It would have been much better had she found a job with normal people hours, but at the same time, it's nice to know where she is all night long. I still have not managed to figure out when the best time is for me to take the two or so hour nap I need so that I don't burn myself out. If I take it too late, it's harder to fall back to sleep in the middle of the night.

At first, I was irritated with her when she decided to move three blocks away and sign a lease to live in her cousin's dining room. All those young people crammed into a little apartment. Jason, his friend, pushing 25 years old, and David and Makaylah just 18. Then I decided what better place for an 18-year-old to rebel and get out from under her mother's watchful eye--not. At least not as much as her choices could have led her. I am fine with the fact she is crammed into an apartment, three blocks away with family. That and, she doesn't have a car just yet so on her works nights we get to chat just after midnight.

Mother and daughters are adulting well. Even though I wish Tori would move back to her family, I know she is adulting well--or at least her FaceBook posts and text messages to Ma, help me believe she is doing well.

Marty is facing his first year of high school with an encouraging attitude--it's pretty clear he is about to accept reality and make the choices he needs to make about what kind of person he is going to become. I think he knows, I know, he is ready to overcome another batch of "thangs" that have held him back in life. I think he knows, I've got his number.

And, on top of everything Sean and Amanda made me a grandma. What could be better than becoming a grandma? Maybe, having two grandchildren? What are the odds anyone in MY GENE POOL might have two kids around a year or so apart? Bawhahahaha. ?